The Girl In The Photograph Poem by Tammi Tomlinson

She sits alone,
In the dim light,
Book open on her lap,
Pictures stare at her,
Their blank expressions,
Rather unnerving.

Staring at one,
Of a little girl,
No more than three,
Sad little face,
Big blue eyes,
A tear rolling down her cheek.

Closing the book,
She stands and blinks,
The girls stands there,
Staring through her.

To the blade,
Her vengeful husband holds,
Slipping easily across her throat.